Oh Cacti !!!!

Today, as a whole, was a tiring one, thanks to the cramps due to the time of the month.

The morning itself was a worrying one, when I realised that my three cacti from Camerons had dampen soils, literally soaked ones. Recalling the farmer's advise to only water its soil once a week in a minimal quantum, I was instantly apprehensive of their survival. My fear was confirmed when my maid conceded that she watered them two days consecutively with a HOSE! Each bolded word sufficient to leave me flabbergasted and drop dead.

Omigosssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! x 1000


My poor cacti!


Flying to their rescue, which I hope is in time, I clumsily dried the soils with tissues and turned their pots horizontally, only to observe the water rushing down like a miniature waterfall.

*T.T*

The thought of these delicate lives being mishandled is an unbearable torment. Imagine your soil house being uprooted by some tsunami, your root roof being tore out, your skin soaked in the muddy water for 48 hours and you drowned.

Double T.T.

Ironically enough, I thought cacti are the toughest, having withstand the nastiest and most unpredictable weather in the dry desert. I guess it is the fish-out-of-water situation which made their lives so feeble in a different climate.




All I can say is, I hope for the best and prepare for the worse.





*Goes back to wailing*